For Myself, I Care Not

When I Die, I Desire No Better Winding Sheet Than The Stars And Stripes, And No Softer Pillow Than The Constitution Of My Country.

I Have Reached The Summit Of My Ambition.

I Hold It The Duty Of The Executive To Insist Upon Frugality In The Expenditure, And A Sparing Economy Is Itself A Great National Source.

Honest Conviction Is My Courage; The Constitution Is My Guide.

If Blacks Were Given The Right To Vote, That Would Place Every Splay-footed, Bandy-shanked, Hump-backed, Thick-lipped, Flat-nosed, Woolly-headed, Ebon-colored In The Country Upon An Equality With The Poor White Man.